Noona's Shopping Rampage and Fitting Room Tease
I was a bit impressed by the fashion show, but watching Noona do her own makeup was even more fascinating. She sharpened her sharp eyes with a brush, and when she applied the lipstick she'd put on my lips earlier, she exuded a mature aura completely different from mine.
“All done! Ready to head out for real now?”
“Ah, yeah.”
-click
Was it because I hadn't been outside in forever? The moment we stepped out, a refreshing feeling washed over me.
“This is the first time you've gone out since we drank with Noona last time, right?”
“Uh… yeah, I guess so?”
I couldn't even remember when I'd last gone out since I'd been cooped up at home, so I tilted my head as I replied. Noona laughed in disbelief and placed her hand on my head.
“You're amazing, really. How can someone your age, when you're at your prettiest, just hole up inside? You gotta dress up and go out while you're young.”
“Hold on.”
In the memories of the female Seo Ha-yoon, Noona had come home every break to hang out with me, so what was she even saying?
“Noona didn't go out much either…”
Before I could finish, I felt strength in the hand on my head. If I wasn't careful, my head was gonna hurt.
“What are you saying, my Yoonie? Noona only did that to play with you.”
“Ugh, yeah…”
One wrong word here and I was done for, so I could only nod. Noona laughed it off like nothing happened, grabbed my hand, and led me out of the one-room building.
“Eek…”
The sun hit me after so long, and I felt a bit drained, enough to want to head back inside. I looked at Noona, but her bright, sunny face made it impossible to speak up. Even if I suggested going back, she wouldn't allow it anyway…
In the end, I gave up and let her lead me out of the one-room street. At first, the bright light and cold hurt my eyes, but walking like this actually felt kinda okay.
“It's the weekend morning, but there aren't many people.”
“Yeah.”
As Noona said, even near the university, there were hardly any people. Must be vacation, and everyone crashed after drinking late last night. Fine by me—fewer people was better. But Noona had been grinning ear to ear since earlier. What was so great?
Seeing her so happy made me think it'd be nice to go out like this on weekends or free days later.
“Yoonie, look at that! That bag would suit you perfectly!”
No, wait—scratch that. Ordering bazooka deliveries from home sounded way better. I just wanted to hit Jongno or Hongdae quick, grab lunch, buy some clothes, hang out a bit, and go home…
***
After countless ordeals, we finally arrived at Hongdae, which was swarming with people beyond imagination. So crowded that if I let go of Noona's hand by mistake, I'd probably end up heading straight home.
Wait… that's a good idea? But seeing her grip on my hand, no way that'd happen. Plus, going home alone to the upstairs apartment would mean certain death.
“Whoa, Hongdae on a weekend after so long. Yoonie, come on! Let's hit the trendy shops first!”
Noona didn't even wait for my reply and yanked my hand.
“Noona! Slow down!”
Pushing through the throng, the inside of the clothing store was even more chaotic than outside. Clothes crammed everywhere, hip music blasting. At least not too many people inside, which was a relief, but just being here was exhausting. Still, watching Noona happily picking out clothes made it a little fun.
“Yoonie, check this out! Super cute, right?”
But the moment that thought crossed my mind, Noona shoved a palm-sized crop knit and a dangerously short miniskirt at me, like she was preempting any guilt.
“…Noona.”
“Yeah?”
“It's winter right now?”
“So what? Noona wore a crop last time too. You might not know, Yoonie, but crops are surprisingly comfy.”
“Comfy or not, this is a no!”
Forget comfy—that wasn't clothing, it was scraps of fabric. And with my black underwear underneath… it'd definitely show through. I looked down in horror and pushed the clothes away, but Noona grinned like it was adorable and held the crop knit up to my body.
“Fashion is all about confidence! A little peek of black innerwear is just coordination.”
“Don't make excuses! You just wanna see me in it.”
“If you know, just once! Wear it once, and I'll buy whatever you want!”
I tried to hold out, but with her begging like that and physically shoving me toward the fitting room, I had no choice but to go in.
-click
The moment I entered, I heard the door lock from outside. Part of me wanted to fling it open and bolt, but Noona was probably blocking it.
“Haa… this is insane.”
I glared resentfully at the fabric scraps in my hands. No matter how I looked, this wasn't winter wear. She just wanted to see me in it. No other options, so with a deep sigh, I slowly started undressing.
-rustle
Was the fitting room too cramped, or was it the chill? Every inch of my skin felt hypersensitive. And staring at the mirror with only the black underwear Noona gave me for home… I wanted to die.
“Ugh…”
Feeling my face heat up from the shame, I trembled as I carefully pulled the palm-sized crop knit over my head. Then, like ripping off a band-aid, I shut my eyes and fumbled into the miniskirt by feel.
Once fully dressed, I slowly opened my eyes and looked in the mirror. It was called a knit, but my underwear showed through, and my navel was blatantly exposed—I wanted to cover it immediately. The miniskirt didn't even reach halfway down my thighs…
“This isn't clothing…”
I tugged the hem down, but it wouldn't budge past my hips. Pull the knit to cover my navel, and my chest nearly popped out; hike the skirt, and my panties were practically visible. This was madness…
“Yoonie! Done changing? Noona's coming in!”
“W-wait! I'll come out!”
I replied frantically, took a deep breath, grabbed the handle, and slowly opened the door.
-creak
“…H-how's it look?”
Noona stared silently for a moment, then suddenly started snapping photos with her phone.
“H-hey, Noona?”
-click—click—
Ignoring me, she kept shooting away. Each shutter sound made me a bit embarrassed but also… kinda good? Did I like getting photographed?
“Haa… haa…”
After a long barrage, Noona made a weird face, breathed heavily, and slowly approached. Her fidgeting hands looked dangerous, but it should be fine— we're outside, people around.
“N-Noona? You okay?”
I whispered, backing up, but hit the fitting room wall—no escape. This felt familiar…
“Eek…!”
As déjà vu hit, Noona's soft hand touched my defenseless waist.
“My Yoonie, you're driving me crazy. Look at that waist…”
“N-Noona!”
Already cold, her chilly hand made goosebumps erupt all over, and I shivered.
“We're outside! Outside!”
I tried grabbing her wrist to push away, but it only made the skirt and knit ride up more.
“Outside? So what? Your body's just too perfect.”
“Ah, seriously…!”
Noona brushed off my words and started fondling even the slight pudge of my belly. This was too much.
“It's cold!”
“Cold? Noona'll warm you up.”
She said it slyly, not stopping.
“Noona, you're crazy? Outside, I said…!”
“It's fine. Right by the fitting room—no one's looking. Besides, it fits you insanely well.”
Feeling her fingers near my navel, panic flooded me.
“S-stop! Seriously, stop…!”
“How about buying this? Wear it home later or when it's warmer.”
“F-fine! I'll buy it! Just stop!”
Finally, she pulled back, nodded with a satisfied smile. That was her goal all along.
“For real? You said you'd buy it first, Yoonie.”
The real devil was right here…